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I poem about a problem a friend of mien used to have. She has gotten help now, and I don't have to feel this way anymore.
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Ring, Ring, Ring"Hello, you have reached-"ClickThedisappointment of the answering machine,I have nothing to say to it,No message to leave,Just a need ..
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dream, learn, grow, keep
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i just found this in a notebook, I think I wrote it my freshman year
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If the world is a stage,And we are the actors,Where are the audience and directors?If life is a game,And we are the players,What is the object?When ha..
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YarnOf many colors,Pieces of different sizes,Scraps all tied together,Only chopsticks to combine them.Kitting Isn't easyWithout any needles,Chopsticks..
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questions
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a poem about the seasons, and my sidewalk.
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SometimesWhen I'm listening,I will hear something.Sometimes,When I'm looking,I will see something.Sometimes,When I'm sniffing,I will smell something.S..
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One is a tragedy, many are only numbers.
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